Your Regularly Scheduled Funny
March 03, 2004
(First, much lurve & squee to all my awesome friends who left comments on the previous freak-out post. Thank you all for caring about me and my defective ovaries. Pair of bitches, them.)
Annnnnnnnyway...
I don't really have much to say today, but the tone of this page was entirely too serious. And if there's one thing I hate, it's tonal seriousness. Among many, many other things.
So here's just a bunch of random crap. Yay, random crap!
First, here's Miss Doxie's not-so-subtle hint that maybe Lauren and I should address what the hell ever happened to her on the Bold & the Bloglicious:
Noted. So here's Part 12: Oh Yeah, Those Guys
Second, I'm going to JournalCon! Aren't you? Of course you are. It's in Washington, DC, August 20-22. Wooo, it's right by my house! But I'm still doing the hotel thing, rooming with someone who's bound to be a bad influence. So. Freaking. Awesome.
Lastly, another IM with Sprocketeer, right after we returned from a delicious and nutritious lunch out:
Sprocketeer: oh - (so-and-so) came in to my office when i got back and was like "where have you been, you disappeared for hours"
Me: tell her you were off blowing her boyfriend
Coleen, you ROCK, yo.
CentaHaikuarian.
I SOOO made that up.
History unfolds
Here, before your very eyes.
FIRST Haiku Smackdown.
I'd no idea
We'd written so damn many
Wonderful haikus
I must post Haiku
Just so I'm not forgotten
Tried no "yo's" - no go.
I am not well known
But have some intelligence
Try it out some time.
Skitz, I've seen your site.
Welcome to the world of 'Ku
I stole that from Chris.
Thank-you very much
Wonder how Amy's doing
With all the e-mails.
She's getting a 'do
I am so very jealous
I want pretty hair!
Amys inbox fills
Her work emails wont get through
Boss will wonder why.
Amy will then say:
"The Haikus filled my inbox.
Yes, I said 'Haikus'"
"I am trying to
Revive a dying art form"
They will understand.
Hard to tell stories,
When only using Haikus.
I am tired now.
Look at the time yo.
15 minutes have gone by.
I feel so alone.
Talking to pilot
Knee-deep in pets of Penthouse
My afternoon flies.
Hm. Pets of Penthouse?
Like the Bunnies of Playboy?
Almost quittin' time.
You are not alone
I think I'm out of haiku
It's gone I tell you!
My Haiku still kicks
It hurts when it hits a knee
Watch out for it yo!
Until next week Guys.
Always: "Fuck shit bitch tampon."
Don't EVER forget.
'Course I'm just leaving
This here "Haiku Smackdown" yo.
Not blogs in gen'ral.
yo! usted y yo
know haiku y tecate.
me gustan tomar.
I had to come back.
Haikus in Spanish? You Rock!
Bye. For REAL this time.
Oh, a new language
Its like a triple word score
For us haikuists :-)
One hundred eighteen!
You've been very productive.
Hope no one got fired.
So much haiku is
making brain turn to Jell-o
You guys are too good!
Holy living crap.
Note to self: Disable that
Emailed comments thing.
You now have yourself
Many haikus and readers
With sore gray matter
Plus a new haircut.
And newly waxed eyebrows, yo.
I am sexy bitch.
Sexy bitch, huh?
Well, alright, you can have that.
Sounds like pain to me.
Still not fired, yo.
Though it may be 'cause the boss
has gone for the day.
I'd love to haiku
In some other language
Too bad for me, yo.
Yo can be useful
When you can't think of some word
to finish up with.
Miss Doxie is back!
Computers were broken all
FUCKING DAY LONG, yo.
A Haiku-off! Just
Like the Walk-Off in Xooland-
Er! Where's Ben Stiller?
I spelled Zoolander
Incorrectly. Because I?
Am an idiot.
Happy birthday Leigh!
I'd throw you a huge party.
Enjoy the drag queens.
Minutes tick by, yo.
Is this it? Is it over?
See you next Thursday.
Rudecactus said
swing by Haiku Hell.
Consider yourself blogrolled, yo.
(You people are strange and off-putting. I admire that. *snort*)
I have had much wine
Breaking my dumb Lenten fast
Yay for drunk Haiku
I'm totally drunk.
Love ev'ryone! Now watching
TiVo'd Survivor.
How so lame am I
When drunk my first instinct is
To check for Haikus.
Pass the bottle, yo.
I'm way, way, WAY too sober.
Headed for booze NOW.
Lurve you all so much.
Lauren! You get good and drunk.
Then drunk-dial meeeeee!
Dude, you know I would
But I don't have your digits.
Too bad, would be FUN!
Emailed my digits.
Lauren, I'll stay up for you.
Too hyper to sleep.
Newbie too late now
for this Haikuteration
can't wait for next Thurs
Oops! I am too late
I wanted to play along
Always last to know